At the crest of the dune,
a knife-edge of shadow.
A line of footprints crosses
from life into death.
The dawn wind hides all traces.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Dune Crest
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free verse,
poetry
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At the crest of the dune,
a knife-edge of shadow.
A line of footprints crosses
from life into death.
The dawn wind hides all traces.
First Monday 10-11pm, KBOO FM
Wider Window Poetry: bringing you voices you may not have heard from places you may not have been.
Tiel Ansari hosts readings and conversations with local and regional poets, and also reads poetry by writers from elsewhere in time and space.
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